Killer Kids

Evil doesn't know age. It doesn't know color. It doesn't care about location or social status. Evil exists and it is seemingly happening with younger and younger children. Tales of children yelling and screaming at their parents, destroying their homes and vehicles, and causing chaos everywhere they go have become commonplace. Following are children that hold certain distinctions, each just as horrendous as the next. Delve into the stories and decide for yourself if these kids were born evil.

Amarjeet Sada, The World's Youngest Serial Killer

Bihar, India was an integral part of the early history of India. Bihar held the principal seat of imperial powers for centuries and was the main hub of civilization. As such, the state was crucial to the development of the culture found in India and is the birthplace of two commonly practiced religions; Buddhism and Jainism. It also holds the honor of hosting the world's oldest university. The Ganges River divides Bihar into two distinct regions, The North and South Plains. The area is flat with the exception of the base of the Himalayan Mountains to the northwest of the state. The area is less than two hundred and fifty feet above sea level and flooding is a common occurrence with the Kosi River being the harbinger of life and property-threatening floods. Bihar also lays claim to the world's youngest serial killer. At just eight years old, Amarjeet Sada of Mushahar, Bihar, had already murdered three children when the villagers captured him and called for police assistance.

Amarjeet Sada lived in a tiny village in Bihar, India with his parents and younger sister. He was born in 1998 and life was filled with working alongside his laborer father and learning to survive poverty. In 2006, at just seven years old, he murdered his six-year-old cousin when he hit her with bricks and strangled her. Just a few short months later, Amarjeet would repeat the violence shown towards his cousin when he murdered his eight-month-old little sister. The cause and manner of death were the same for the infant sister of Sada as were his six-year-old cousin. Neither brutal death was reported to authorities, the family preferring to keep the knowledge of those deaths a closely guarded family secret.

One year later, in 2007, a neighbor of the Sada family left her six-month-old little girl sleeping inside a primary school in Mushahar while she went about her work. When she returned, her daughter was gone. After searching for her daughter and finding no trace of her, Amarjeet's family stepped forward with the possibility that Amarjeet had done something to the infant girl. One of the villagers called police while the rest of the small community held Amarjeet until the police arrived. Amarjeet immediately admitted to killing the infant in the same manner he had killed his two previous victims, by throwing bricks at her and strangling her with his hands.

When police took Amarjeet into custody, he readily admitted to all three of the murders and took great joy in leading the officers to where he had crudely attempted to bury the baby. Whe police asked the family why they didn't report the other two murders, the family responded that they felt they should handle it within the family.

The laws in India are strict when it comes to children. That meant that Amarjeet would face no prison or jail time, but could only be placed in a children's home until his eighteenth birthday. Psychologists would examine Amarjeet in depth, and the diagnosis of sadist with the inability to determine right from wrong was established.

Amarjeet would stay in the children's home until his eighteenth birthday in 2016. Upon his release, Amarjeet simply vanished. As of this writing his whereaouts remain unknown.

Retta McCabe, Youngest Killer in New York

Born in 1893 in Troy, New York, Retta McCabe was a beautiful blonde-haired, blue-eyed little girl. She was also a real life Jeckyl and Hyde. The sweetfaced little girl would turn from a typical four-year-old girl into a monster that her family didn't recognize and was deathly afraid of. Her parents and psychologist would recall the "demomic malevolence" that seemed to replace the laughing eyes of the little girl when she was angered in any way.

Retta was playing on the floor of the home she shared with her parents and siblings when she stood up, grabbed her infant brother, and threw him violently onto the floor. Before anyone could react or do anything to help the infant boy, Retta jumped onto her brother's torso and continued to stomp and beat him until she was eventually pulled off of him by her parents. Though the young boy was rushed to the hopsital, a week later. When told her younger brother had died, Retta laughed with glee.

A few weeks later, Retta situated herself on the railroad tracks in front of the local train station. Women were said to have fainted from fright at the behavior exhibited by the smiling little girl. She was trying with all of her might to allow a train to hit her, but the locals kept that from becoming reality until the police arrived and removed her to safety. Though the girl was tiny and only four years old, the officer had to set her down several times on the way to the police station to keep her from destroying his face with the blows, kicks and bites she heaped upon it. She was so outraged and out of control, the officers had no other choice but to lock her in a cell in order to keep everyone safe. Behind the bars of the cell she found herself in, little Retta tore at her blonde locks, ripping her hair from the roots and leaving a pile of it on the floor. While the officers watched on, Retta simply calmed herself and turned into a happy, smiling, fun and laughing little girl. The officers had never witnessed anything close to the behavior displayed by the four year old in anyone else, adult or child.

The officers were bound by law and had to release Retta back into society, as the youngest offenders housed at that time were no less than seven years of age. When the officer released her, taking her to the Humane Society, where she would be held in state custody of sorts while the powers that be figured out what to do with her. As soon as Retta was back in the open air, she broke free of the officer and ran toward some matchsticks that had been thrown onto the street. Nobody can be sure what would have happened had the officer not been able to wrestle the matches from the little girl's hands.

Once inside the Human Society, she stood herslef on a chair and flung herself to the floor, landing perfectly on her hands. Retta began doing handsprings throughout the shelter, much the surprise of the matron and staff that were present. Without effort, Retta continued to flip and tumble through the house until she misjudged her distance and smacked solidly into a wall. When the matron attempted to help Retta up and make sure she was okay, Retta bit the matron's arm, taking a large chunk out of it.

Retta was eventually sent back to her parents home, though it wouldn't last very long. Retta had a penchant for chasing down other children and shoving beans and buttons in their ears and nose.

It is unknown what happened to Retta, as the records of her attacks simply stopped. There was a classified ad taken out by the lawyer of Retta's parents in an attempt to find her in 1934, though nothing ever came of that attempt.

Carl Newton Mahan, Kentucky's Youngest Prosecuted Murderer

Born September 22, 1922, in Painstville, Kentucky, Carl Newton Mahan was immediately loved by his parents. He was a good boy that loved being outdoors and playing with his friends. That was until May 18. 1929, when he went from innocent little boy to cold blooded killer.

Then six-year-old Carl was going to make himself a little pocket money. He ran to his friend, eight-year-old Cecil Van Hoose, and asked him to join in hunting for scrap metal that the pair could then sell to the local scrapyard. When Carl came upon what he knew would be a good paying piece of scrap metal, he picked it up and proudly showed it to Cecil. Cecil responded by taking the metal from Carl and smacking the young boy in the face when he complained about it. In a fury, Carl picked himself off of the ground and ran to the home he shared with his parents and siblings. Dragging a chair over in front of the cabinet, on top of which, his father stored his guns. The little boy reached for the 12 guage shotgun, retrieved it and hastily left his house in search of Cecil. The moment the six-year-old saw Cecil, he told the boy he was going to shoot him and then promptly followed through, killing the young boy instantly.

Carl Newton Mahan was just six yeard old and under arrest for the murder of his friend, Cecil Van Hoose. One short week later, the boy was put on trial. After telling his side of the story to awestruck jurors in a packed courtroom, he climbed on the table and slept throughout the rest of the trial. It took the jury just thirty minutes to agree that the six year old was indeed guilty of a crime, but chose the lesser charge of manslaughter. The presiding judge immediately passed a sentence of fifteen years in reform school upon the tiny six year old boy.

The public outry was immediate and under immense pressure, the little boy was released to his parents on a $500 bail. Very soon after, a Circuit Court judge set aside the original conviction and issued a “writ of prohibition” in its place. The writ asserted that the Circuit Court judge had exceeded his authority by allowing Carl to be tried before a jury. Normally, juvenile cases were decided by the county judge, as it would be near impossible to assemble a jury of a sex-year-old's peers.

Little else is known about the life and whereabouts of Carl Newton Mahan, with the only known information being that he moved to a different city in Kentucky where he died at the age of thirty-five in 1958.